Monday, March 14, 2011


perfect birthday dinner autolysis
pain of a light saber’s very own bifurcation
barograph presiding over depth of pathos
the mulch staunches toy soldiers like Adrien Brody’s Petri dish
perm-shadows amped in Dragon Age 2 celluloid

track down original craw pip (its atom squeal)
connatural Edith Piaf coupe (the free hair of speech)
sadness batter spit (free sight from mud)
hopscotch thumb-drives curd (lameness)
lily-shaped gunning down (beauty and nature flirts with eighties kitsch)

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